Ultimate meaning

November 12th, 2007

Ideas come during meditation, even though it is not a time for thinking. I keep see-sawing back and forth between the desire to understand in a rational way that can be explained to others, and the desire to experience. I know that the received wisdom is not to get involved in rational thought during meditation, that concepts are a hindrance rather than a help, but I do not think this is quite correct. Thought, language and experience are so interwoven that I do not think they can be so arbitrarily separated. Nor is the separator between subliminal and conscious experience impermeable. There is a constant seepage into consciousness, of which one is aware, but the moment the searchlight of direct awareness is turned on it it vanishes. In this way the Jesus Prayer keeps saying itself throughout the day, and it is not just a mere repetition of words.

What I want to get on and talk about is the fact that I am the centre of the universe. Each person is the centre, not just of his/her universe but, of THE UNIVERSE. Everything is seen from the perspective of the centre and the centre is I. This is a fact of experience even though I know it is not true, even though I know that I am a temporary, infinitesimal speck in a cosmos vast beyond all imagining. Only what touches me has meaning for me. The birth and death of stars, the collisions of galaxies, the extermination of species, the awesome power of a supernova and the cold silence of space – none of these have any meaning for me unless I am touched by them. Nor do the billions of lives, the trillions of human dramas, joys and tragedies about which I know nothing. Yet each life is the centre of the universe, warmed by the same sun.

If only what touches my life has meaning for me and if there are billions of others who could say the same thing; if there are billions of lives, each in its private bubble of meaning, how can one find ultimate meaning? Is there ultimate meaning? The problem is the bubble, the bubble of our individuality. We can only see from inside our individual bubbles. There is no other perspective. From inside the bubble we cannot reach out and make contact. Only if the bubble pops can I be merged with the whole. But the skin of the bubble is my individuality. It is my universe and I am at its centre. It is my only protection against dissolution. Once it is pierced I will be emptied out. Will I then cease to be? Is this what Jesus meant when he said, ‘Whoever would save his life must lose it.’ Is this what is meant by anatman? The individual self, protected inside the bubble of his conscious awareness, is unaware of true reality, is unaware of what/who he really is. This morning, just for a fleeting moment, I had a vision of what it would be like for the bubble to burst. The emptying out and merging would not be to lose but to gain.

Communion II

November 10th, 2007

One of the problems with religious experience is that it is raw and unmediated. There are no labels attached, no identifying tags, no introductory explanations. It comes and, after a while, it goes. They are, as William James described, ‘states of absolute knowledge. They are states of insight into the depths of absolute truth unplumbed by the discursive intellect. They are illuminations, revelations, full of significance and importance… and as a rule they carry with them a curious sense of authority for aftertime.’ (Varieties of Religious Experience, Fontana, 1970, p. 367) The recipients would often claim that they were never more certain of anything and that from that moment their life changed. And ever since Sir Alister Hardy set up the Religious Experience Research Centre at Oxford it has become clear that such experiences are far from uncommon. One of the more unusual experiences from the archives of RERC is the following.

Alister Hardy Religious Experience Research Centre Record No. 000861 10.3.70
Name: {name} (Widow); Age 73; British. Father, a well-known author, dead. Mother, dead. Father an agnostic. Mother, Church of England. Neither parent tried to influence their children towards any religious faith; but we were taken regularly to church, and I was educated at a very religious Anglican boarding school where we were taken to Church three times on Sundays and once every day. My husband was a deeply devout Roman Catholic, converted by a vision of the Virgin Mary, which changed his whole life. We respected and never sought to change each other’s beliefs.

At the age of nine, at boarding school, I knelt one evening as usual to say my prayers, as I always had done, when suddenly, like a flash, came the question, as if asked from outside myself ‘Is there anyone to pray to?’ and the answer seemed to come: ‘No!’ There was no God. This was followed by a great sense of relief, thankfulness, pleasure. I need never pray again. Why pray to nothing and no one? I never did pray again. Even during the most tragic experiences, and one overwhelming tragedy when my husband died, I have never felt that I needed anything supernatural on which to lean, to whom to appeal, but just the reverse.

At the age of fourteen, standing alone in the stem of a steamer taking me to France, leaning over the taffrail, watching the wake and smoky wraiths from the funnel diminishing to the horizon, rising from the water as if the waves spoke to me, I heard a voice saying: ‘All men are brothers! Every land is home’. And I felt quite stunned with joy. Henceforth I had a sublime faith. The whole world would be home and every person in it my brother. National frontiers and racial differences would be no more than walls between rooms and variations between members of one family. Every journey would be from home to home. Thenceforth all barriers of class, religion, colour, culture, race, for me broke down, and all people in truth became my brothers. I travelled all over the world, and everywhere people were akin to me. With such a religion, no supernatural beings were necessary or needed. I feel no lack of one, rather joy. It is much easier to explain many problems – example, of evil – without god and devil etc. than with them.

I wish I could impart to everyone else my happiness and relief in being freed from any supernatural-centred religion – and I have studied them all with the deepest attention and sympathy – The universe became for me much more sublime and wonderful when I ceased to believe in such a faith. Man must be his own salvation. He can be, if he wills to be. So could he be his own destruction.

Her unbelief was not an intellectual one but derived from a profound intuition. She knew in some way that the God of school assemblies and childhood prayers – what Pascal called ‘the God of philosophers and savants’ – did not exist. Her initial intuition blossomed when she was fourteen, alone, leaning over the stern of a ship, between the sea and the sky. Her experience is far more complex than the brevity and simplicity of her account would imply. It’s noetic content is a clearly defined concept – all men are brothers, every land is home. She says the words were spoken in her mind ‘as if’ by the waves. I suspect, however, that what she experienced was an intuition which she herself interpreted and articulated and which included far more than two simple phrases. How otherwise can one explain, the unshakeable conviction, the ‘stunned with joy’, ‘sublime faith’ and the ‘sublime and wonderful universe’? The waves ‘spoke’ to her. ‘All men are brothers! Every land is home.’ With such a religion she said, ‘No supernatural beings were necessary nor needed.’ The most interesting characteristic of her experience, almost unique as far as I am aware, is that the profound sense of unity she experienced was not with nature, nor within herself, or with God as she understood him, but with others. Every person was her brother. Here is a penetrating relational consciousness. As she leaned over the stern she became aware, not just of the unity of nature, nor of her union with it, but of a deep bond linking her and all persons. She experiences a communion which remains just that and is not subsumed into a generalised other, nor merged into an absolute Other.

Are we missing something, I wonder, if we think of God only in a vertical dimension. When we receive communion why are we never aware of our union with each other in Christ? The scholastic theologians said that the essence of God is to exist. It might be more correct to say that God’s essence is to relate. As one theologian puts it – for God being is communion.

Communion

November 9th, 2007

Ireneus was not a Platonist and he represents a Christian worldview which quickly disappeared under the influence of Neo-Platonism. His emphasis on the materiality of the body is an important counterweight to the influence of dualism and the remains of Manichaism. I suddenly realised how little weight is given in spiritual writing, and in mysticism generally, to the fact that we are social beings. There is the ‘love your neighbour’ bit but this is seen as an interim ethic for this life, important, but a sort of second best to loving God. The more the religious life is directed towards contemplation the higher it is believed to be. Carthusians are held in awe – solitary lives dedicated solely to contemplation. There is the idea of the Communion of Saints but it does not loom large in the writing of the mystics and I began to wonder why not.

The fact that we are social beings is of fundamental importance in our ordinary lives. It is social interaction which makes us what we are, gives us our identity and provides meaning for our lives. True, possessive individualism is a modern phenomenon and pretty widespread in this country. I listened to a programme driving in the car yesterday on why more and more women were deciding not to have children. The basic reason seemed to be the desire to be free of commitments so that they could do their own thing. To me this leads to the impoverishment both of the individual and of society. Paradoxically, we are most fully ourselves when we are most fully involved in relationships with others. The loners, those who hold themselves aloof from demanding commitments, are one-dimensional.

Of course relationships can be, often are, difficult. The more we give, the more is expected of us and we can often feel more drained than filled. Perhaps one of the roots of romantic love is the hope of finding one individual who can encapsulate all that we need in loving and being loved. One relationship is so much easier to deal with than a multitude and the couple becomes a microcosm of society. But even a true love can never be enough and we remain a son/daughter, father/mother, uncle/aunt, friend, cousin, neighbour, whatever. All these are aspects of our personality and to abandon them for just one relationship, or deny them, or cut them off is to diminish ourselves. Donne had it right all those years ago when he said,

‘No man is an Island, entire of it self; every man is a piece of the Continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friends or of thine own were; any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.’

All the more surprising then to find that in mystical experience generally there is very seldom the idea of union with others. There are experiences of union with nature, with the cosmos, with God but not, as far as I am aware, with other persons. The talk is of being oned with nature, of God dwelling in the depths of the soul, of the soul being caught up in God. It is all on an individual and one-to-one basis. This is understandable from a monistic worldview. The analogy of the individual drop falling into the ocean fits in with Hinduism but not with Christianity. Given that God is God, the transcendent, the absolute other, creator, origin of all that is – in comparison to whom the individual is less than a speck of dust, as Isaiah puts it – one can understand that the experience of union with him would be so overwhelming that all other relationships would fade to insignificance. God is love and all love is subsumed in him. If all individual love is subsumed in the love of God then so are the individuals. We are back to a sort of monism. This may be the reality of mystical experience but is it the reality of life after death?

If in loving one’s neighbour one loves God, the reverse must also be true. Love is self-giving. It is the giving of oneself to another. The strange thing about it is that the more one gives the more one has to give. It is an emptying of oneself but, like Elisha’s pot, the love does not run out. It is also a strange thing that one can love more than one person. In fact the more one loves the more one is able to love. Surely then in the utter transparency of life after death, when one encounters God face to face, is loved by him and loves in return, everyone else does not vanish from the picture. The experience of Heaven must also be an experience of a community of love. If then the communion of saints is a reality why does it not figure in mystical experience? People experience God, encounter Mary, sometimes individual saints, but never the community of love of all the blessed. Why? More on this later.

Conversion

November 8th, 2007

It is becoming crystal clear that meditation is not just a matter of 20 or 40 minutes a day and the rest of the time one can carry on as normal. This is something I have thought about before. In the old days it was called metanoia, or conversion. Usually it was spoken about in terms of a religious experience. The individual is passive and perceives reality in a way he never has before. He becomes aware of God, or God’s love, or universal love, or the oneness of everything. The experience has a transforming effect. St. Paul’s encounter with Christ on the road to Damascus is the classic example. St. Augustine’s experience, sparked off by hearing ‘Tolle lege’, is often compared to Paul’s but the two are very different. Augustine had been searching for God for a long time. His search was primarily an intellectual one as he agonised over the possibility of God, his nature, etc. As one would expect of someone steeped in the Greek philosophers, he believed that truth and understanding could be arrived at intellectually, that the highest form of knowledge (which must therefore include knowledge of God) was rational. Nevertheless, he had an instinctive feeling that the discovery of God required more than ratiocination, that it demanded a moral commitment. This is why he used to pray, ‘Oh God make me chaste, but not yet.’

For St. Paul, on the other hand, morality as enshrined in the Law, was the whole of religion. It defined the Covenant relationship of the Jews with God. ‘God’ was not an intellectual problem but a fact of life. His experience on the road to Damascus showed him that the ‘God’ he believed in, the God of the Old Testament, was not in fact God. The God of the Old Testament, Father, Creator, Judge who punishes the wicked and rewards the good, bore no resemblance to God who is Love.

Both Paul and Augustine, although they came to their experiences from very different directions and with different preconceptions, were both overwhelmed by love. They responded by committing themselves totally to God. Broadly speaking their experiences have been reflected by mystics since then. There are those, like Paul, who are not looking for God, who may even have been atheists and hostile the idea of God, like Simone Weil, whose lives are totally changed by the encounter with him. And there are those, like Augustine, who have spent years searching, praying and meditating without success when, suddenly, they too are overwhelmed. One cannot do anything to bring about an experience of the first kind. Can one, I wonder, do anything to bring about an experience of the second kind?

According to Zaehner there are three types of mystical experience – nature, soul and theistic mysticism. The first is relatively common and probably can be induced given the right circumstances. The second would seem to correspond to the experiences of some types of meditation and almost certainly can be induced. Very often the first merges into the second, for example Richard Jeffrey. The third, however, is pure grace; entirely the gift of God and nothing the individual does can initiate it. My feeling is that this last point is a bit too simplistic. It depends on a particular view of God – that he is totally transcendent and wholly other. McGinn thinks that Zaehner is too restrictive in limiting himself to three types of mysticism and I am inclined to agree with him

I think too that, given the ontological link between God and man, there must be something in human experience which opens out into God. I think that Zen in particular, and Buddhism in general, lead to the threshold of the transcendent. The perception of this threshold is not purely a rational, or mental awareness. It requires self-sacrificial love. We are not usually aware of how our perceptions are coloured by emotions, feelings and hidden assumptions. The whole point of Buddhist meditation is to cut these out and arrive at a simple awareness. I am becoming more and more convinced that while a simple awareness may be arrived at solely by means of disciplined and concentrated meditation, unless this is accompanied by a radical moral conversion to self-sacrificial love the awareness will remain on an empirical level – awareness of being aware – no more. I think the reason for this is that at an unconscious level selfishness and self-centredness still operate. Feelings moods and emotions run very deep and are only partially in the control of the rational mind. These are, more often than not, self-centred. I am unhappy, hungry, angry, vindictive etc. I want, hope, hate, love, recoil from… etc. These emotions reinforce the assumption that there is an independent and imperial self whose wishes and demands have priority over all else and which must be satisfied in order to achieve peace, happiness and security. Such a self is a myth. It is what the Sufis call the Commanding Self and it is at the root of the Buddhist concept of anatman (no-self). Such a self with its deep roots in the unconscious, over which we have no conscious control, colours all our perceptions including those in meditation. It is not the True Self that comes to meditation but the Imperial Self and it is the Imperial Self who sits and wills that the mind should simply observe thoughts and feelings as they come and go. After meditation it is the Imperial Self which gets up and goes about the everyday tasks. One cannot, by conscious activity, get at the unconscious, to examine it and alter it. Someone once said,

‘The Unconscious is not unconscious, only the Conscious is unconscious of what the Unconscious is conscious of’.

And the unconscious makes its presence felt, shaping our perceptions and colouring our awareness all unknown to the Conscious. This is why by meditation alone one cannot shed this false assumption and come to see reality as it is. It is why sila, morality as spelled out in the first six steps of the Noble Eightfold Path, is the essential prerequisite. A conscious commitment to radical and self-sacrificial love, because it goes against the grain, because it runs counter to our instinct for self-survival, will gradually alter the hidden assumptions of the unconscious.

Mind and meaning

November 7th, 2007

A thought struck me yesterday – a frustrating day because I was unable to get away to read and write and think. It suddenly struck me that so many of us most of the time spend our lives doing frivolous and unimportant things. The train of thought began with noticing the seriousness of football players. People approach the World Cup, the World Series, Wimbledon as though they were events of supreme importance. Around the world there are daily dramas of the struggle for survival, against famine and hunger, against political oppression and discrimination of all kinds, against poverty, sickness and death – yet for so many only sport matters at weekends. Is it for this that millions of years of evolution have produced a mind that can calculate the distances of the farthest galaxies, penetrate the interior of atoms, journey into space and transplant hearts? I wondered what, if anything, had meaning and significance, because we can’t all be astronauts or brain surgeons. What is the point of all those millions of years of evolution if the vast majority spend their time in trivial pursuits, slowly destroying the planet that gave us existence?

Viewed from above we seem no better than ants scurrying about on self-appointed tasks. There seems to be no concerted goal, no combined effort to use those wonderful minds, which can penetrate the secrets of the universe, for anything more than making money and having pleasure. When it comes to science, culture, medical research, money is the absolute criterion. If it will make money – do it, otherwise forget it, or leave it to enthusiastic amateurs. What gives significance to the lives of all the ordinary people who are unable to extricate themselves from this seething ant-heap, nor mentally rise above it? Surely, a mind that can comprehend the cosmos can only find meaning in something of cosmic significance. Anything less is a travesty. Is winning at Wimbledon of cosmic significance, or winning the lottery? What about hours spent gambling, or mindlessly watching television? Few would agree that these add much to human dignity. Perhaps some might disagree about prowess at sport. There is something noble about extending human achievement to the limits; climbing where no one has climbed before, running faster, jumping higher than anyone has previously. There is something noble too about sportsmanship, about selfless effort and losing gallantly. But a life dedicated solely to sport as a means of making money – that is another matter. Where is the dignity in becoming a millionaire, in becoming a connoisseur of fine food and wine, in being able to wear the finest clothes and the most exclusive designer labels, in living in luxury while every fourth person has to live in abject poverty?

If the human mind is the most complex organism in the cosmos, more complex than the cosmos itself, then surely the person who inhabits that mind is of cosmic significance. With the human mind the cosmos has become conscious of itself. The electro-chemical energy, which originated in the hearts of the stars, in the human brain gives rise to thought, affections and love. In every human being, however ordinary, or insignificant, the cosmos has become aware. A lifetime dedicated to making money is of less importance than hours spent comforting a sick child? The achievements of an Alexander the Great, or a Napoleon are of less significance than a lifetime looking after people mentally sick and disabled? We know this instinctively although we may not articulate it. Elitist ideologies may try to declare some people as inferior, or even sub-human, and for a while some may even believe this, but most of us, most of the time, whether we are religious or not, have a profound feeling for the sacredness of human life. Is it only enlightened self-interest that urges us to spend billions on the medical the emergency services, that scrambles helicopters and diverts ships to rescue just one person?

Poverty

November 6th, 2007

The question of poverty has, perhaps, best been explained in Gabriel Marcel’s and Erich Fromm’s books on Being and Having. Stripped of all possessions the individual is naked, defenceless and vulnerable. For an infant this does not matter because total dependence on another, in this case the mother, is appropriate. The infant is at the beginning of the process that will ultimately lead to individuation, independence and responsibility. But for an adult it is another matter and it would be irresponsible for an adult to make himself indigent. This is saying, ‘I refuse to be responsible for my own well-being. Others must take over responsibility for feeding, clothing and sheltering me otherwise I will die.’ Yet Jesus asked his disciples to do precisely this. They were told not to take any provisions with them, no extra clothing or money. They were to make themselves totally dependent on others. If the people in the villages they visited were not happy with this they were to move on, ‘shaking the dust of the town off their feet.’ What might this imply? For the disciples it required the absolute trust that the rich young man could not give – a blind trust because, as we know from other passages, that they did not fully understand what it was they were doing. We know also that while they may have abandoned their possessions they were still attached to them, and to their lives. For some of the people it implied that these men were fools, for others it implied that they had found something more valuable than gold.

There is much in the Gospels that reminds me of the story of the man who had a dream about finding diamonds.

There is an Indian story about a man on a journey through the forest. He came across an old man, a sannyasin, or holy man. I cannot remember the details now, but this old man had a collection of what looked like pebbles. The traveller recognised that they were in fact uncut diamonds. As he left the old man he asked if he could have one. ‘Of course’, said the old man and gestured for him to take one. The man took the largest and went on his way delighted at his good luck and the fact that he was now rich. As he walked he began to berate himself. ‘I should have asked for more. He had many. I should have taken several.’

For the rest of the day he could only think of the diamonds. Where had the old man found them? Were there more? That night as he tried to sleep a new thought surfaced. Why had the man given the diamond so easily? Why was he still in the forest instead of living a life of luxury? The next day he made his way back to the old man and returned the diamond. ‘Old man, tell me what you have that allows you to give away such wealth without a thought.’

I think Jesus had a similar affect on his disciples as the guru, who could so easily give away vast riches, had on the man. What had he found that was more precious than gold? We all search for the elusive secret of happiness. Jesus had found it and his disciples had blindly followed his instructions hoping that they too would discover it. I think that at Pentecost they did, not before. By Pentecost they had been emptied of their possessions. They had left everything, lost everything. As prisoners of fear in the Upper Room they no longer even had the freedom to roam the streets and the countryside. Only when they had been emptied could they be filled with the Holy Spirit.

Receiving and giving

November 5th, 2007

It is noticeable that the New Testament begins from within the perspective of the Old and the Covenant. Although the Covenant is a two-sided arrangement between God and his people, the emphasis tends to be on what God has done, and will in the future do for them. This is especially true of those passages dealing with Messianic times. Then all will be gift. All will sit down to the Messianic banquet – provided by God. They will enjoy peace and prosperity – brought about by God. The sick will be healed; the blind will see; the lame walk and the poor will be blessed. It is only necessary to repent and to believe in order to accept.

But with Jesus a new note is heard – give. You have received, it is now your turn to give; to give of what you have – not even to ask back what is taken from you. Give of yourself, of your time and energy; above all, give witness to the Good News. The Good News is more than an announcement, or a proclamation. It is a new state of being. There is the feeling that here Jesus has similar advice to that of the Buddha. In practice his conception of what it means to be human is not very far from the Buddhist. For both self has to be lost. For Buddhists the pragmatic self is an illusion and it is necessary to see through this illusion. For Jesus the self is a hindrance, an obstacle in the way of salvation. The Parable of the Rich Young Man is very interesting here because it implies that there are different states of attainment. The young man asks what he has to do in order to be saved. He is told – keep the commandments, an answer straight from the OT. Keep the rules and you will receive. But the young man wants to do more than that. Why? He must have glimpsed something. He must have seen that being good in the sense of keeping the Law did not really change anything existentially. The Jews were not philosophers. They did not agonise over the nature of being, or the meaning of existence. In their most profound exploration of the mystery of suffering and evil (the book of Job) they could not arrive at any answers, or rather they found that all their answers were inadequate. They could only fall back on the inexplicable actions of an all-powerful and transcendent God. And this is where the OT perspective fails. The rich young man has found that neither wealth, nor living a good life is ultimately satisfying. There is an emptiness within him that neither of these can fill. So he asks Jesus, who tells him to give everything he has away to the poor and follow him. This the man cannot bring himself to do.

There are a number of interesting points here. Why does Jesus stress the importance of poverty? What does he mean by ‘losing one’s self’? And why could this good, well-meaning young man, who had glimpsed something of the transcendent, not let go of his possessions? To take the last point – it is not enough to say that the young man was possessed by his possessions. It goes deeper than that. He identified himself with his possessions. His existence depended on them. Without them he would not be himself. He would be destitute and utterly dependent on others. As a wealthy man he had never been dependent on anyone. He was being asked to let go of everything that sustained him and made him what he was and make a sustained act of trust in a person who had no visible means of support. Ultimately he was being asked to trust in God, but God was an item of belief, not a dimension of his existence. It was too much. Only by entering into a state of poverty would he be able to transcend the limitations of his wealth.

Love

November 2nd, 2007

What is love and why is so essential for growth, development and happiness? This is tied in with love’s polar opposite – hatred, rejection and abuse, which are so destructive and damaging. There is something here that cannot be explained in physical or biological terms. What? It can be discussed at an empirical level as sociologists like Bowlby and Goffman, and psychologists like Fromm and Maslow have done, but this only provides a description, not an explanation. I suspect the importance of love has to do with the fact that it transcends the limits of individuality. The process of individuation helps us to become relatively free and autonomous individuals – seen by some as the goal of human development. But there is more. There is a yawning emptiness within the individual. Many try to fill it by seeking the physical intimacy of sex, but sex without love is empty, or by seeking power, or wealth. These too are empty. Like sex without love they touch only the exterior of the individual. Love is a reciprocal relationship involving openness and commitment. There is a tension between the desire to be an individual, in control and able to manipulate people, situations and events to one’s personal advantage (but always conscious of something lacking, of being empty), and being open and loving, surrendering control for negotiation, power for fulfilment. We are social beings but, unlike ants and termites whose society is determined by purely biological and environmental factors, we are not determined wholly by our biology. Our sociality depends on openness and voluntary co-operation – on love.

Another characteristic is openness to religious experience and the transcendent. The work of Alister Hardy and Will Hay are relevant here, as is the study of comparative mysticism. Our sociality extends beyond human interaction to include – what? Nature? The cosmos? God? Each of these has been put forward as the key to what it means to be human.

Metanoia

November 1st, 2007

Yesterday I was very forcibly struck by the urgency of the crisis stressed by Jesus in the Synoptics. His whole emphasis was on the importance of making the decision now. Later is too late. After his resurrection the focus of this urgency changes and eventually the urgency itself disappears. Why was the situation so critical and urgent for Jesus? What exactly did he mean by the Kingdom of Heaven, or Reign of God? What did he believe was the effect on the individual as a result of a decisive commitment for the Kingdom of Heaven? Gradually in the post-Resurrection Church the focus changed to an expectancy of, and preparation for, the Parousia. This would be an event, initiated by God, which would transform the world. It was necessary for the individual to have made a decision for God before this time if he was to enter definitively into the Kingdom.

With Jesus the urgency is now. The culminating moment would be later but its outcome depended on the attitude now. In the parable of the Sheep and the Goats the decision as to who was saved and who was not had been made long before by the individuals themselves. The judgement was simply a confirmation of that decision. Jesus was the first existentialist. He called for a fundamental change in attitude and lifestyle. Each moment is an existential encounter with God who is present in every person and every event. This presence may not be recognised. In the parable it was not, but that did not matter. What mattered was the attitude towards others and towards events.

First – what attitude? This is never spelled out in a systematic way. It has to be gleaned from sayings, from parables and from Jesus’ own attitude to people and events.

Poverty in spirit – awareness of dependency, of lacking what it takes to be self-sufficient.
Gentleness – delicacy of touch when it comes to the feelings of others.
Mourning – more than just sorrow. It is the result of being open and vulnerable to others and the feelings of others. It is not having the hard shell of indifference. It is empathy.
Hunger and thirst for justice – the result of being situated not just within the narrow confines of one’s own situation but within the wider community. We are all members one of another and when one is wounded all bleed.
Mercifulness – we all make mistakes and need to be allowed to recover from them.
Pure in heart – being transparent, open and honest with no guile or deceit.
Peacemakers – healers.
Courage – to stand against persecution and injustice.
Love – even of enemies, i.e. the well-being of others is of primary importance.
Non-violence – recognition of the autonomy of others, even when they abuse it, by a refusal forcibly to impose one’s will on them.

What sort of person does this set of attitudes denote?

Someone who is aware of the presence of God within himself and each individual, a presence more intimate even than that of a loving father.
Someone with deep roots in the community, who does not see himself as an isolated individual, dependent on his personal attitude, skills and possessions for survival.
Someone who is aware that this present existence is only a stage in a process that does not end at death.
Someone with a set of values based on loving inter-personal relations, not on material possessions.
In sum – a person who sees himself as a nexus of relationships, all of which have their origin in God.

Second – why does the attitude have such existential importance? When I first started following this I was struck by the urgency of Jesus’ call for metanoia. It was not concerned with the future but with now. Well, he did speak about the future judgement but it was so imminent that a decision could not be postponed. Later this urgency dropped away. The coming of the Kingdom was either death, or some future event. Previously I had assumed, as have others, that Jesus believed the end time was imminent and, when it did not arrive shortly after his death, it was projected further and further into the future. However, having just read so much on Buddhism and its insistence on mindfulness, I began to wonder. The Buddhist insistence stems from an awareness that this present reality is not as it seems. Everything is characterised by impermanence. There are no enduring substantial essences, neither of things, nor of persons. Suffering and unhappiness lie in clinging to what is not ultimately real. Only by penetrating the illusory surface could one see it for what it was – a mirage. But the mirage seems so real, one moment breathtakingly beautiful, another frightful. Dream or nightmare, waking up requires the realisation that one is asleep. Hence mindfulness. By means of the focused concentration of meditation one can become aware. Of what? That the Buddha could not say. It could only be experienced. It was not a concept that could be expressed in words.

Mindfulness by itself was not enough. It required right action (sila), a very high standard of morality. At first this intrigued me. One’s first impression of Buddhism is that it is all about meditation and therefore enlightenment must be an intellectual event, a coming to know. Practically everything one reads about meditation deals with mental states and with what goes on during meditation. Hardly ever is anything said about everyday life – about how meditation affects and is affected by it. Meditation would seem to involve a private and inner journey apart from the bustle of day to day living.

But one soon realises that there is no apart from everyday living, even in a monastery. Wherever we go we carry with us the baggage of a body, thoughts, feeling, emotions, fantasies, desires, dreams and regrets. Whether we live with others or alone it makes no difference. The mind is filled with a constant chatter, seething with memories, desires, feelings and emotions and there is no difference between those stemming from the imagination and those from real experience. What we are mentally – that is what we are. If your fantasies are about committing the perfect crime you are a criminal even though you may never have stolen a penny in your life. If your fantasies are full of lust you are a philanderer even though you may have never touched another woman. In ordinary life fantasies are not taken into account because people can only judge by outward behaviour. But to you it matters because what is in your mind shapes the way you see the world. Hermit or city dweller, it makes no difference as St. Anthony found out. You carry yourself with you wherever you are, wherever you go.

This is why sila is so important. The ‘enduring and substantial self’ as it seems, the source of all our desires and dreams, is neither enduring nor substantial. But we will never come to see this as long as we cling to it. When we are selfish or greedy, lazy or vindictive we are clinging, tight-gripped to this self, putting it before all others. Again, it makes no difference whether this is a purely mental thing, or whether it is actual. The effect is the same. We are reinforcing our way of seeing things.

The interesting thing about Jesus, particularly in Matthew chapters 5 to 7, is that he seems to have a very similar approach. Right actions are not enough; in fact they are useless if in our imaginations we have lust and hate. Likewise he advises people to pray alone in their room with the door closed. It has been said that this attitude was a reaction to the hypocrisy of the Pharisees who loved outward show and elaborate liturgies. Jesus wanted sincerity, a transparent honesty. Fine, but I wonder whether there is more to it than this. Had Jesus discovered something? His stress on a complete metanoia goes deeper than simple justification. After all, God is merciful. He will forgive the repentant sinner, as Jesus pointed out again and again. A perfect life is not required in order to enter the Kingdom of Heaven. Repentance and desire are enough. But in the Sermon of the Mount Jesus is asking far, far more. Why? The Good News is the message that the Messiah has come to offer forgiveness and to inaugurate the Reign of God. But what exactly did he mean by ‘the Reign of God’?

Here we encounter, not only the inadequacy of words in describing experience, but also the problems of translation. Although it has the weight of tradition ‘Kingdom of God’ is misleading rather than enlightening as a translation of ‘basileia tou theou‘. It fails to convey the dynamic, interpersonal and reciprocal quality of the relationship with God suggested by ‘reign’. It is here we must look for the reason for the urgency in Jesus’ preaching.

Everyday experience

October 31st, 2007

Maybe efforts to pierce through the limitations of experience are futile. That is what I feel in the mornings after meditation, after half an hour, or forty minutes, spent battling with thoughts and distractions and trying simply to be aware. My mind is full of what I saw on TV the night before, of what I have been reading, of what is going on in the family, of wishful daydreams, of regrets and nostalgia. And it seems that this is all I am, ephemeral tosh, and that, perhaps, all my efforts – which seem so puny and ineffectual – are a waste of time.

It is all very well thinking about reality, about life/death, about the distinction between nihility and nothingness, but the reality of experience is nothing so grand. It is banal. How could it be otherwise? And so I am caught between the reality of everyday experience and memories of moments of transcendence when the fabric of the world became translucent.

Thinking further about two-dimensional beings – if the surface of their world was textured they could not know it. In passing over ridges and troughs they would not be aware of the changing spatial relationship of one part of their bodies to another, one part higher, another lower. A crack in the surface would be something analogous to a black hole in our cosmos – an event horizon beyond which two-dimensional reality could no longer exist as such. So too with us. In our dull and everyday ordinariness we search for glimpses of the transcendent, for the footprints of the ox.

Thinking too about Nishitani’s emphasis on the cold indifference of nature. Indifferent – yes, cold, I am not so sure. I feel neither cold nor indifferent towards nature. It is part of my being. I respond to it, resonate to its beauty. Is it the case that it is indifferent to me and cares not whether I live or die? This is an anthropomorphic way of putting things. Nature is neither different or indifferent. It is not personal and yet it is of me and I am of it. This was Richard Jefferies problem. In his intense experience of union with nature he desperately wanted it to be personal and was tortured by its seeming indifference. It is so difficult to see otherwise than from the perspective of self.